Mommy? Daddy! Look what I did! The doctors said I am very smart! Tiny tan hands reached up toward two individuals whose faces were masked by shadows. The paper she gave them made a smile cross their lips and she earned herself a soft pat on the top of her head. The sweet affection she received made her giggle and hug their legs, had she known their real expressions when she looked away, she would've asked about them. But her child self wanted nothing more than to feel loved and did her best to make them happy.

Good job, sweetheart! Our little girl's growing up! Her father's voice in her ears was like a soothing chime that always relieves her. His warm hugs made her melt and smile, the feeling of acceptance blew up her pride after trying hard to improve.

Baby girl, do you want some ice cream for doing such a good job today? Her mother's words brought a surge of excitement and when her head lifted to see her face, all she saw was black with a demented expression. Even though it looked horrific, her child self was too naive to notice the difference and so, she giggled and squealed as any kid would.

Yes! I want vanilla with chocolate and sprinkles! Hopping up and down, the excitement on her face didn't falter once. However, when she looked over to see her Dad's face, she froze at the sight of Solar. Paling at his malicious grin and red eyes that distorted into a nightmarish sight. Mommy! I don't like Daddy anymore! Screaming, cowering behind her mother's leg, all she could do was cry and watch him crouch to her level.

Now, that's not very nice. Such rude behavior deserves punishment. Let's give you a test and see if you pass! Out came a scalpel and a saw, which she noticed a warped grin form and Solar's skin darken to something she couldn't discern. Open... Wide!~ Not only did his face distort but his words came out muscly and wicked.

The sight alone was enough to make the little girl scream in terror and rip out of her mother's odd iron grip. Her small feet trudged down a corridor that she thought was the hallway to the lobby of the building, it changed into something she could only assume came out of a slasher film. Blood stained the walls and floor, dried and aged. Decay filled her nose, and corpses walked and reached for her from either side with pleas for help.

Go away! Go away! Over and over she cried, tears heavy and face red. However, when blue eyes opened to reality, Amelia sat up straight with a cry of terror that would've been comparable to someone being murdered.

Her scream filled the room, her body shook, and the same tears drenched her face the longer she sat on someone's lap which she hadn't noticed yet. Blinking once, twice, she was slowly realizing that she was hugging herself and saw her legs dangle over someone's arm. After she examined it and saw red claws, a gasp escaped, and her head whipped around to see a curiously tilted head directed at her.

"I am so sorry! How did I end up here?!" There she was, her old self was beginning to return, and with a beet-red face, Amelia went to move her legs off of his arm.

"You fell asleep on my laboratory floor, so I brought you here. I decided to take a nap while you were asleep... But you woke me when you screamed," That was his simple reply. With his cocked head and barely open maw, she could see how amused he was over her current position.

"Again, I'm sorry! Hold on-- why... Am I on your lap?! Of all places?!" This time, in a heated mess, she tried to kick her legs over and off of him so she could stand but his arm caught her. He kept her from leaving, the grip on her legs made her wince before they were put back into place. "Why are you holding me?!" Her embarrassment was no secret. Anyone would act that way if they found out their long-term crush was keeping them captive on their lap. Mesogog would never do this! Why is he doing this?! Only lovers would do this! He's not the type to care for this sort of thing, is he?! Her inner turmoil kept her staring at her knees, that was until his face came close to hers and made her head lean back to put some space between them.

"Do you see any other chair in here?" Amelia had to lift her hand to block his mouth after he asked. He had leaned closer than before, so she moved her eyes away to avoid his and to search for a seat.

The proximity made nervous beads of sweat trickle down her skin as she scanned the best she could for another one. "B- But... Wait! Where's that other chair with the straps and stuff?" Gulping, she could hear her heart pounding against her ribs since he was refusing to move away.

"I moved it... On purpose," As he said this, she felt the arm behind her push on her shoulder a little and saw his other one move away from her legs to take out a test tube full of liquid. Slowly, it was handed to her, which she took hesitantly and gulped. "Because you were waiting for me to finish some experiments, I chose to re-create a full Argentavis DNA for you to consume. With the radiation, you should have no trouble keeping a sentient mind," After he explained, all she could do was hold the tube close to her and since his hand was lifted from her leg she took it to her advantage.

Quickly, off of his lap and down the steps, she whirled around to stare up at the fully amused dino man. "T- Thanks! Yes, thank you- thank you! And about that chair-- why did you remove it?" When she asked, she watched him stand, step down from his Throne, and walk towards her with his arms behind his back. "There was no reason to remove the only other seat in this room," With several steps back, she tried to maintain space, but his silent stare, barely slacked jaw, and sluggish trek made her more nervous than she already was. Why is he staring at me like that?! Did I do something wrong? After that, she recalled several hours ago when he licked her cheek and it made her heart flutter at the thought.

No answer, for she continued to walk backward and started to head toward the chemistry stations near the Geno-Randomizer. "It couldn't be because you wanted me to sit on you, right? Hahaha! No, no, that's not right! You're not the type to do that, are you?" Nervous giggles escaped the more he stalked toward her. However, when she was about to use the station as an obstacle, he pushed it aside with well-placed strength to not ruin any of the tubes that were on it. The harsh jiggle of the tubs and liquid, made her gasp and continue to step back.

Again, she was met with silence. "Mr. Mesogog, I get it. You're mad at me, so you're just trying to intimidate me or something, I don't know. Why aren't you talking?" Her voice began to wobble a little but yipped and jumped when the second station she tried to shimmy around was pushed away. Soon, she found herself hitting a corner between two walls. It happened a bit too quickly when he closed the gap between them and planted his claws on the wall, on either side of her head.

"No more... Mr. Mesogog. And no-- you do not get it," Slowly, inch by inch, she saw his head lean close to her neck and felt his breath graze her skin. The exhale he usually does to make someone feel uneasy, was used to express something she couldn't put her finger on. The pounding of her heart and immense heat to her face was as plain as day to the beast, which she knew. Just before he could continue, the double doors flew open and made the beast stand up straight.

He was quick to whip around to see who it was. There she saw him adjust the front of his attire and roll his head about, before stepping away. His professional facade returned the moment his claws were moved to his backside.

"Master. There is something I wish to show you. A creation that I'm sure will please you," Zeltrax strode in with a confident fold of his arms, just to see Elsa come along and shake her head.

"He hasn't stopped going on about it since he made it," When the goth came around the cyborg's side, her brows knitted, and Amelia saw those brown eyes look them up and down questionably. "My lord... What... What were you doing? If you don't mind me asking, of course," When Dr. Ray saw her, she noticed the new hairstyle and smiled at it.

"We will see whether it will please me or not! Now... Show me. It had better be good and not a waste of my time," Mesogog quite literally dodged Elsa's question to answer the Cyborg, before he sluggishly returned to his Throne. The screen was soon pulled around by Zeltrax, so Dr. Ray quickly ran around.

Good timing! Good timing! Why was he acting like that?! What did he mean by 'you don't get it'?! She still couldn't snap herself out of whatever heated trance and turmoil the dino put her in. Nonetheless, when Elsa stood on the other side of the Throne, she chose to stand next to Zeltrax and watch.

"You see my lord. A completely evil White Ranger, devoid of pathetic human traits," The redhead saw Zeltrax's hand directed toward the screen in her peripherals and did her best to calm herself from the greatly appreciated interruption of Mesogog's odd behavior.

"Zeltrax. You have done well," Mesogog, for once, approved and was pleased by the display. Thankfully, he never spared Dr. Ray a glance as he watched the screen play out the demonstration.

"Oh, I hate to admit it but even I'm impressed," Elsa's approval must have puffed up the Cyborg's pride a bit, for Amelia saw his shoulders square out and his back straighten up.

"So, tell me... What is your plan?" When his head moved to the Cyborg, she caught a glimpse of his golden eyes on her and a momentary slack of his jaw before he looked back at Zeltrax.

"Allow me to demonstrate," Amelia had to step back when he put a hand on his chest and walked past her. But when she was about to take more steps backward, the beast's claws were quick to snatch her wrist to keep her from moving any further. His action made her brows knit with concern, but once she saw a glance at her, her face heated and her eyes averted back to Zeltrax.

Why is he acting so strange?! The redhead was about as dense as rock, it seems. Her core belief over her supposed unattractive appearance and the thought of how evil and uncaring he is has kept her so blind, that the author swears someone would have to slap a note on her forehead saying 'kiss me already'. However, she was soon pulled along when Mesogog stood to follow the Cyborg, his grip was tight and made it impossible for her to yank herself free.

"Using a sample of the White Ranger's chrome energy will allow me to create a being of unparalleled terror," Upon the sound of the Geno-Randomizer doors hissing open, she, Mesogog, and Elsa all looked to see a magnificent creature step out. "I give you--" After the thing's cry filled the room, he continued. "The White Pterosaurus!" The Cyborg finished with a hand directed toward the black-and-white creature.

Amelia was quickly pulled against Mesogog's side and felt freedom around her wrist when he outstretched his arms. "Excellent!" The exhale he gave was that of glee, to see such a thing walk out with an air of power around it pleased the dino man to no end. "Trent Mercer made a promise not to betray his Father. But he is after all, human. And no human... Can be trusted!" Closer and closer he stalked with his arms out, examining the thing and feeling Amelia close behind.

Whoa... It looks so much cooler up in person.~ A smirk tugged on her lips when she pushed past Mesogog for a closer inspection. Despite the ordeal with Solar and what he's said, she slowly started to forget about it since the beast had been acting strange and things had been distracting her.

"Master... What of Dr. Ray, then?" Zeltrax questioned hesitantly, knowing full well that what he brought up was a touchy subject. Amelia's eyes which started to come back to life, were soon clouded when he asked, it was difficult not to recall what he said about her not being human and it upset her.

She didn't see the swift look Mesogog gave her, but she squeaked when he brushed past her and drew dangerously close to the Cyborg's face. "She is not human! She is not a pathetic insect, like them! Dare speak of her like that and you will find yourself in a pile of scrap!" One of his claws yanked on Zeltrax's armor and threatened him, to which Amelia stood wide-eyed and speechless.

"Of course, master! Forgive my impudence," The Cyborg's head lowered to submit. The sight from what Dr. Ray could see, astonished her, and the growl she heard from the beast left her confused.

He's being... Defensive? Why? I am too human, even if I was made from... A lab! He's egotistical and has a superiority complex, doesn't he? Why is he putting me up there next to him on the pedestal? Pure worry caused her to frown and stare at him. However, when he turned she could've sworn she saw a momentary slack of his jaw, with a glance in her direction before he continued with his lines and looked back at the creature.

"I must strike before his sense of right and wrong outweighs his sense of loyalty," he finished. The slow turn of his head toward them made Amelia awkwardly and comically step closer to the wall with a funny whistle to match.

"One... Question, if you don't mind," Nervous giggles with a finger in the air to gain their attention, her blue hues darted between everyone and looked around the room. "Why are you putting me on the spot? I mean... I am really confused," From Zeltrax to Mesogog, her finger pointed repeatedly just to earn herself a gentle pat on her shoulder from Elsa.

"Lord Mesogog filled me in while you were asleep in the laboratory. He deems you worthy to be by his side. Closer than us," Elsa smirked and folded her arms, which worsened Amelia's confusion to the point that she felt like an old dial-up computer.

"W- Wait, wait, wait, wait... You and Zeltrax are the left and right-hand man/woman. What could be closer than that? Besides the air we breathe and dust particles that I could've sworn were cleaned up long ago... When I last mopped the floor," This time her finger touched her lip and poked at it, the little habit that she tended to do when she started to think deeply about something.

"It makes you wonder... Doesn't it?" The closeness of his voice, the breath on her ear, and the faint movement when a claw twirled a curl around, made her stiffen. Shoulder to shoulder, her head whipped over to see Mesogog mere inches from her nose before he strode past and tugged on her wrist.

"H- Hey! Why do you keep grabbing my hand like that? Don't you know it's rude to suddenly pull on someone?" Just before they reached the Throne, he had let go to climb back into his seat with once again, an amused glint in his eyes.

"I can't help but agree with the position my master put you in. But, of course..." Elsa began with a mischievous grin. "He wants you to figure it out on your own," There was almost a chuckle at the last bit before she turned and left the room.

"You were too distracted by the egg to hear what Zeltrax had said. So that gave me an idea. Perhaps, this could make you think. I have learned what it was you wanted me to think about... This is payback," From Elsa's backside when she left, to Mesogog who lifted a claw and spoke, she saw him gesture toward his Throne with a tilt of his head.

"P- Payback? Did you figure out the answer? Why would you want to get revenge on me for making you think about something like that? Hahaha..." It was awkward, the nervousness was evident in her movements when she began to back away. That's not fair! He can't do that! Unless... He has an ulterior motive to make me think on purpose, to distract me from the more depressing... Things. Oh... Well, then. The moment she concluded the reason behind his supposed payback, she felt metallic hands push her toward Mesogog and up the stairs.

"Go, Zeltrax. Send them to attack the Power Rangers! We... Will watch from here," Amelia was a bit distracted after she looked over at the Cyborg, but when she felt claws pull her back onto his lap, she squeaked and stiffened.

"Yes, my lord, right away," She didn't need to look to see him salute and leave with the two creations.

Amelia watched the beast raise his hand toward the screen and there before them was none other than Zeltrax and the two creations moments later. "This isn't awkward in the least, nope," Her comedic whistling earned her a slow turn of his head toward her, as she began to pat at her knees and watch the display. "I do have ooooone question," Without so much as looking at him, she lifted a finger in the air and blinked a few times before she met his curious stare.

"Ask," In a lengthy exhale at the end, blue eyes looked at his attire and back to him before confusion set itself on her face.

"How... Do you manage to change clothes?" For once, she saw him jerk his head back from her and examine her as if she had two heads. "Just humor me a moment! Think about it... When you switch places with Mercer... How is it possible for your clothes to change too? The DNA is what changes about you and Mercer, but clothes aren't DNA. So how... Is it even physically possible?" The same finger that she lifted was used to mess with her lips after she looked away and hummed in thought for the longest time.

"It is a phenomenon that not even I can find an answer for," As hilarious as it was to hear that from him, Dr. Ray stifled a laugh before she nodded and returned her attention to the screen. She did her best to ignore his gaze, keeping herself distracted by the fight helped her overcome the nervousness she felt over her current predicament. Thankfully she didn't notice his gold eyes drifting to her hair and her lips that she kept poking at.

L- Let's see here. Okay, I need to keep myself distracted and I believe that's what Mesogog is trying to do! Yes! What other reason would there be?! He doesn't want me to drown in my depression, otherwise, I'd be useless and we'd be open to Solar's ambushes more! Come on, think of stuff! Why is Mesogog acting like this? He's keeping me close, clinging to me, and for some reason, he was cornering me earlier. Hmm... He said I didn't get it. So he's not mad? Why would he act that way toward me then? Why is he making me sit on his lap? Why would he lick my cheek?! Okay... I feel like... I know the answer but at the same time, I could be wrong. Besides, he's also been... Trailing off, the redhead felt claws barely rake the back of her head and looked behind her to see his hand hover mere inches from her cheek. Once her attention moved back to him his eyes were on the screen and giggled when she felt his claws continue the faint touches on her head. "I'm not a pet, you know? Hehehehe, you're making my head itchy," Giggling once more she scratched at her scalp and patted at his hand to shoo it away.

"No... You're more than a mere lowly pet," He wouldn't let up with his touches or listen to her, despite how much she tried to lightly slap at his fingers. The subtle grazes of his claws continued and she could've sworn he smirked at her, even though his attention was glued to the screen.

More than a lowly pet? Alright... Higher status than Elsa and Zeltrax, not a pet, and I think what he was doing earlier was... Oh, uh. No, no, no, no! He couldn't be! There's no way he's into me! Naaah! I'm not jumping to conclusions just to get my hopes crushed! Nope! Not happening! I'm a freak of nature and no one's going to like me in that way! That's already been set in stone and when Elsa pointed out that no one would care about what I'd look like, it pretty much summed it up. There has to be an ulterior motive behind his actions. What could he possibly gain from treating me like this? How would acting like this around me, benefit him and his plans? The more she pondered, the deeper in thought she became, and the more curious Mesogog was.

His gaze moved from the screen and stared at her for the longest time. She wasn't aware that he was secretly admiring her eyes and hair, except when the woman felt one of her curls wrap around a claw; she managed to ignore it though.

There's also the fact that he likes heat. He seems to enjoy messing with me on purpose, which could stem from his sadism. He's a cold-blooded reptile, and most reptiles prefer the heat, so that would explain why he's been awfully... Snugly? Wait-- is he snugly? Does he even like to snuggle? Maybe that's why I'm on his lap! He's cold and he wants to be warm! I am, after all, a heater. I have to sleep without blankets sometimes! Her thoughts were so amusing that she had to cover her mouth to hide her grin and stifle another laugh.

"What is so funny?" The sound of his voice was about as monotonous as usual but she could tell he was confused by how he looked her up and down.

"I think... I figured out why... You keep snuggling me!" With both fists and a triumphant smile, she yelled. "You like warmth. And I am a heater by nature, sometimes I have to sleep without blankets. So-- you're just cold! That's why you've been close to me so much.~" Her toothy grin and closed eyes proved how victorious she felt, but when he pressed his cheek to hers, her natural heater tripled in temperature.

"Close... Yes. But not close enough. Think again... And think a little harder," Into her ear, he spoke, but what made her face turn ten shades of red was when she felt a hand on her bicep push her against his chest.

W- W- What? Why? That's not it?! Why is he so affectionate?! This isn't Mesogog! Wait... Power Rangers Dino Thunder didn't show very many sides to Mesogog aside from his evil dictator attitude and manipulation. And... Other stuff. His stare... Hehehehehe.~ There it went, her perverted smile appeared, which she hadn't noticed, and slowly looked up to get a glimpse of his eyes. However, when she saw they were already viewing her she immediately turned her attention to the battle on the screen. "Um... Ignore meeee...~" The last bit fell into a whisper after her head shrunk from embarrassment and gradually inched away from his chest.

"Why? You seem to be enjoying yourself," His jaw slacked a little when he looked over to the screen to watch the fight, and gave her a moment to breathe since his gaze gave her a rush of heat to her cheeks.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Nope-- not a clue. Nuh-uh, nada, nein, non, zilch, don't know.~" Awkwardly she fidgeted with her fingers and did her best to keep herself distracted by the fight to avoid the amused stare from Mesogog. Yes, she said the word 'no' in a few languages and threw in slang for some kicks. He's not supposed to notice me when I gush over him! That's not fair. Can't I fangirl in peace? This time a pout puckered her lips, with a quick adjustment of her glasses and a grumble from her throat.

"That's right! I still need to plan and predict the next ambush from Solar! Let's see..." Trailing off, her finger touched her lip again and initiated her habit. The redhead was too lost in thought now to notice Mesogog moving his gaze to her lips and licking his maw for a second. "Oh!" With a finger up, an idea occurred but was quickly tossed aside after another brief thought. "Wait-- no, no... He wouldn't send more Cyborgs after us since he knows that we can destroy them now. He'd probably send more recruits soon or use them as a distraction as usual. But then again, he might end up popping in and kidnapping me on the spot. In that case, I have some preparations to make!" With a loud clap and a confident grin, she peeked at the beast who completely lost interest in the fight and had leaned his head. The pure interest in his eyes was enough to make confusion settle on her face. "What?" Blinking at the beast, his silence made her feel awkward.

"You are coming back to your senses," Seeing him lift his arm over her leg to prop his head in his palm and stare at her, it was hard for her to keep eye contact. "A while back we made a deal. A challenge. I am to admit to things I like while you work on your anger and your mental health. I have been admitting to the things I like and I've seen progress in your anger development. However..." He trailed for a moment, the lengthy exhale that came next was when he leaned close to her face and pressed his nose to hers once more. "One I will openly admit to, are your ramblings that I have grown to like," She could feel his breath on her mouth and as soon as he cocked his head, she squeaked.

He was about to lick her cheek like last time until she bolted from his lap and tried to act casual while she trekked the steps, even though it looked more awkward than not. Was he about to kiss me?! What?! No way! No, no, no, no, no, no, absolutely no! Nada! Nein! Nope! Uh-uh! He doesn't like me in th- that way! At this point, it just felt like she was lying to herself. A deep part of her wanted to believe it and another wanted to deny it. It was a constant battle that she couldn't seem to win. Amelia didn't see him leave his Throne and follow after her with long strides. A comedic yip escaped her, it surprised her when he picked her up like a princess and carried her back to his throne. "Noooo! No, no, no, no, no! You cannot do this to me! I have rights! I am contributing to society! Sort of! Not really... Noooo!~" It was beginning to be fun to her, for she hysterically thrashed, giggled, and dramatically pretended to faint when he turned and sat in his seat.

"From now on... When I am on the throne, you will sit with me. No excuses," The last word was prolonged and the movement of his jaw told her he was highly entertained by her childish antics and comedic speech, on their way back to the chair.

"But-- what if I have to use the bathroom?" Her straight face and slow turn of her head to look at him, caused the beast to slap a palm to his forehead and sigh.

"Then I would go with you and wait for you in the hall," Explained the dino man as he kept his face in his hand and stared at her between his claws.

Again her face heated, for she averted her attention to watch the final piece of the fight in this episode and saw the Rangers defeat the spiky creature Pterosaur. "Oh, look, the albino pterosaur was defeated. Makes me wonder where all of their blown-up parts go to after each fight," Mumbling quietly to herself, she didn't see Mesogog glance at the screen then back to her, that was until she was lifted into his arms and blinked curiously when he stood up.

Amelia was soon placed on the floor. Where is he going? Oh-- right! I wonder if he'll let me go make those preparations now! Just when she was about to leave, a grip on her wrist pulled her along when Mesogog strode toward the double doors to the room.

"We will be deep-sea diving soon, to see if there are any rare DNA you can collect. I will put together creature DNA for you to consume to assist you in swimming into deeper parts of the ocean," Amelia watched his claws pluck an empty test tube from a holder and trek out of the room with her still in his grasp.

Oh! I'm curious... How would he react if I mentioned a bikini? It's not my cup of tea to wear something so revealing but I want to see his reaction! Hehehehehe.~ Giggling to herself, the thought alone humored her so she decided to put it into play. "Woo-hoo! W- Wait! I don't want to wear a bikini! I'd much rather wear something to cover up all of me.~" Grinning from cheek to cheek as they trekked the halls, the abrupt stop from the beast and the strange flustered movement from his eyes told her she hit home base somewhere.

If animation on people were a thing, then a one-up from the older Mario games would've appeared above her head in green when he faced her. "You will wear one then!" There she saw a glint of mischief in his eyes after he looked at her, which left her baffled and shocked.

Well... I wasn't expecting that. I thought he'd freeze up or get embarrassed or something! Or maybe deny it. But no-- he actually wants me to wear one?! Are you serious?! There's no way I can! I'm covered in scars! It seems her plan backfired, for she grumbled and clenched her jaw at his words. "No," Plain and simple, the redhead denied with a fold of her arms and a lift of her chin.

"Yes," Seeing him close the few inches between them, she still did her best to hold her ground and not break eye contact.

"No! Not happening! I hate these ugly scars and I don't want them to be seen!" This time her hands clamped onto her hips, determined to challenge his dominance and have her way. I am not... Wearing something, that will expose more of my ugliness! The image of her wearing a bikini, especially in front of the guy she loves, made her want to shrink and find a crevice tiny enough to hide in.

"Yes!" Amusement laced his raspy voice when he slowly filled in the space between their faces, which in turn caused a rush of heat to her cheeks.

"No," The stomp of her foot made her look like a defiant child in front of him, funnily enough, it made a faint wheeze come out of him and almost made him chuckle.

"Yes!" The dino man insisted with a sluggish move of his claw to one of her soft curls.

"No!" She was getting tired of this, however, the playful and uplifting sass in her tone made her giggle. Their closeness made her crave some space so she decided to step back, but it was quickly filled in again.

"No!" Mesogog decided to play her brain, to trick her, and wondered if she'd fall for the little game. Making her change her answer was his goal, so when she smirked at him and didn't pay attention, what she said next made him laugh.

"Yes!" Her bright grin and lit eyes soon fell in astonishment. "Hey! That's not fair! That's cheating!" With a playful slap to his shoulder, as she watched him cover his face to hide his amused wheezes, the redhead gasped and scoffed.

"But it worked. I will have Elsa find you one later. Now..." He began, stalked around to stand at her side, and moved his claws behind her.

When she felt his hand wrap around her waist, the feeling made her tense. Her poor attempt to run ahead fell short after his claws clenched the back of her blouse to keep her in place and was quickly returned to his side. "We are heading to my laboratory. While I create new DNA for you to consume, I assume you'll be working on those preparations?" His raspy, growled words reached her ears before the force against her backside made her walk alongside him and head toward the said room.

"Y- Yeah, obviously! Uh-- why are you holding my waist?" The redhead couldn't help the thick gulp and nervousness. Adjusting her glasses and double-taking where his claws were, made it difficult for her to focus on what she needed to do.

"I have my reasons. Once you figure out why I am treating you this way, then you will understand. Until then... I want to see your reactions. They are amusing," Amelia didn't have to look to know he was telling the truth. If his softer tone behind his usually raspy voice didn't mean anything, then the subtle squeeze of his claws did.

"You're a huge prehistoric piece of dung, you know that?" It was hard not to smirk, especially when an idea occurred. Payback... For the stupid bikini. Mischief made her smirk turn into a toothy grin before she bolted out of his grip and raced through the hall. "Payback's going to be a pain for you, hahahaha!" She had to yank off her heels at the sight of a barreling beast behind her, moving like a freight train at high speed. "Pee-water! Eee!" Amelia did her best to sprint down the hall. The adrenaline she felt was enough to send her into a giggling mess, even more so when she glanced behind her and saw amusement pull on his jaw.

She had to duck when he tried to reach for her neck and quickly rolled out of the way, to continue her little race. As soon as she saw Elsa ahead and Zeltrax who strode alongside the White Ranger's replica, she laughed harder. "Look ouuuuut! Prehistoric Steroids-- on the loose! Hahahahaha!" As fast as she could, she ran past the goth, who she saw bust into a fit of chuckles, and Zeltrax who fully laughed at the one-dino stampede behind her.

As soon as she saw the door to his laboratory, she bolted inside and ran to the chemistry stations that she realized were put back together. Thankfully she had her own compartment, something that was made during her off times to hide her more important chemicals and various things. She tried her best to hide after she collected bunny DNA and ran around the station, her mischievous grin never faltered.

"Amelia. You cannot hide from me... I can smell your lavender shampoo," The redhead didn't see him walk in but she could tell by the faint thuds of his shoes that he was making his way towards her location.

Yeah. I know that. Which is why I am hiding.~ Wait for it-- wait for it! The stifled giggles proved how she felt if the excitement on her face was anything to go by. As soon as she saw him lean over the station to peer down at her, she hopped up and flicked bunny DNA at his face. As soon as she did, lo and behold, bunny ears were the only thing that managed to grow on him. "Pft-- Hahahahahaha!" The redhead had to sprint as fast as she could, especially when she saw him growl, look at the compartment, and pick up a cat DNA tube.

"You will pay for that!" The sound of his growls that laced his words told her he wasn't happy in the least. It pushed her into a full burst of speed out of the laboratory and out into the hall again.

"It's a killer bunny!" Regardless of what grave she dug for herself, she was having a blast and didn't regret a thing. Amelia didn't pay attention to the confused goth and the head tilt from Zeltax until they both busted out laughing at the bunny ears on Mesogog.

Corner after corner, Dr. Ray turned, and soon found herself at a dead end. Gasping, panting, she aimlessly examined the walls in hopes of an escape but when she didn't find any she was forced to face the furious dino bunny behind her. There was no time for her to turn around, the wet sensation that dampened her hair had caused her to gasp with a duck of her head.

"And you are... a mischievous cat." With that said Amelia finally faced him and felt around on her head. Soft tufts on top told her that she donned cat ears, so when her hands reached behind her, fur was felt, and the twitch of her tail was a clear indication that she was currently part cat.

"Hiss!~" There was no point in getting upset over it, it made her chuckle when she chose to play along and swipe at his attire with claws. Funnily enough, it made him chuckle and walk away with the most smug look she's seen on him. The redhead wasn't aware that his chuckle was directed toward the raise of her tail when it flicked up and the fold of her ears when she hissed.